Chapter 970

Matthew pulled his attention away from the book and looked at Carson's face, looking at his apprentice who was ten years older than him.

Back in Skywisp, he'd heard Carson speak highly of the Harmona Sect. Why would he question the book?

Carson noticed Matthew staring at him without saying anything and nervously asked, "Are you upset, Mr. Grant? I didn't mean anything bad. I'm just speaking the truth."

Matthew held Five Integrations of Traditional and Modern Medicine like a precious gem. His face twisted in anger as he glared at Carson and demanded an explanation.

"That's the medical literature of the Harmona Sect. How can you call it childish?"

Carson looked panicked. "I'm serious about learning medicine from you, and I don't want to be dishonest about it. The medical knowledge in the book is a little..."

Staring into Matthew's piercing eyes, he trailed off mid-sentence, unable to get another word out after that.

Matthew coldly remarked, "Each of the Eight Medical Sects has its supporters. The Frostbloom Sect and the Presetian Sect have the most fans. Meanwhile, the Harmona Sect has no followers, and hardly any doctors are in it.

"But I'm passionate in the Harmona Sect. They are the future of traditional medicine. Now that you're my apprentice, you look down on its medical literature."

Carson was increasingly nervous. He'd just become an apprentice and didn't expect to upset Matthew so soon. "I understand I shouldn't have said that, but the medical technique inside is pretty naive."

After hearing Carson say that, Matthew began to doubt the book's contents. But the book was written by the very founder of the Harmona Sect. How could the book written by the founder be immature?

Carson stood his ground with a determined gaze. Upon seeing that, Matthew flipped through the pages and skimmed through the book, his face showed a puzzled look.

Five Integrations of Traditional and Modern Medicine covered two types of medical practice—traditional medicine and modern medicine. Pretty much every treatment approach was a mix of them.

Compared to the medical books of the Presetian Sect and the Frostbloom Sect, this medical book had some variations in its interpretation of traditional medicine. But it definitely got the job done when it came to treating illnesses and saving lives.

The problem came with the practice of modern medicine written in the book. Matthew just kept looking at it, unable to get a word out for a long time.

Standing at the side, Carson anxiously looked at Matthew, wanting to say something but holding back. He didn't dare speak any further, worried that he'd mess up again and piss Matthew off.

Realizing Matthew was quiet, Pierre asked, "What's wrong?"

Matthew sported a bitter smile. "I've always looked up to this medical book and longed for it. I can't believe it's so immature."

The modern medicine recorded in the book was more than just being naive. It was unsophisticated like a newborn baby, and it was unbearable to look at.

Anyone who tried applying the medical knowledge in the book would be laughed at by their patients. The medical book was nowhere near what Matthew expected from medical literature.

Carson sighed. "The traditional medicine techniques I learn from it are just fine. But the modern medicine incorporated in it is unfit for treating patients."

Matthew kept his eyes on the medical book for a long time, his eyes shifted between the yellow pages, the faded ink, and the worn edges. He shook his head, his eyes filled with disappointment.

After a long while, Matthew sighed. "It's probably a limitation of its time. More than 200 years ago, modern medicine back then wasn't up to par. It was closely tied to the advancement of technology.

"At this age, modern medicine owes everything to tech progress. The 200-year gap explains why the techniques in the book are outdated."

Upon hearing Matthew's words, Carson repeatedly nodded. "If a traditional medicine is clinically proven to work, it'll always be effective Ever after ten thousand years, it'll still work. However modern medicine has to be updated every ten years."

Matthew nodded. "The Harmona Sect is just starting out, taking its first step to introduce new ideas and goals. It hasn't really succeeded yet. As you become my apprentice, I'll teach you all the medical knowledge from the Eight Medical Sects. "Take what you've learned as your foundation. You'll need to integrate it with modern medicine to enhance traditional medicine, establishing the true Harmona Sect.

"The road ahead is going to be tough. Are you up for the challenge?"

After listening to Matthew's words, Carson was fired up as he clenched his fists in excitement. He earnestly declared as though he was making an oath.

"I put up with the ridicule and embarrassment to join the medical conference because I want to learn modern medicine techniques. My goal is to enhance the Harmona Sect's medical techniques. I'm ready to dedicate my life to this cause, Mr. Grant!"

Matthew found himself pumped up as well. "That's awesome. Let's work together. One day, the Harmona Sect will rise to the top of the Eight Medical Sects and surpass modern medicine."

The moment brought Matthew and Carson closer together. They now shared a common goal.

Beside them, Pierre raised his hand. "Count me in. I'm a devoted fan of the Harmona Sect as well."

Matthew was in a good mood. But when he saw Pierre's reaction, he shook his head. "Forget about that You sold Five Integrations of

Traditional and Modern Medine

and it nearly got taken for next to nothing by a scrap collector How are you still a loyal supporter of the Harmona Sect?"

Pierre thumped his chest. "Do you know why I changed my name to Pierre? That's because I want to be the cornerstone to embody the Harmona Sect's motto.

"I chose the name Pierre to remind myself of the pursuit to integrate traditional medicine and modern medicine, combining them seamlessly to establish the true Harmona Sect."

Matthew looked at Pierre approvingly. "You really surprised me. Alright. I'll count you in. By the way, is the Harmona Sect's Crimson Gold Token still with you?"

Pierre looked troubled. "Crimson Gold Token is no longer with me. Back when I was dating Alyssa, I gave it to her as an engagement gift."

Alyssa? Matthew couldn't help but think of her who had mistaken him as a male escort. He thought he'd never see her again, but fate had other plans.

"In that case, let's ask her for Crimson Gold Token."